Finally, I released my hold on Rosario.
She stumbled back with a sharp gasp, clutching her chest as she looked around frantically, as if expecting to see some ghostly spirit floating around.
"Dios me perdone…" she whispered, visibly shaken. "That was a sign. A sign!"
I raised an eyebrow.
Oh?
Rosario suddenly clasped her hands together, her face scrunching into a look of sheer gratitude.
"It's a blessing," she breathed.
…
A what?
"A sign from above!" she exclaimed. "I was chosen! The Moon Goddess is testing my devotion!"
I nearly lost the will to live.
Was there no limit to this woman's idiocy?!
Here she was, nearly pissing herself with fear just seconds ago, and now—now… she was acting like she'd been blessed by some holy force.
I couldn't do this.
I couldn't do this anymore.
Rosario pressed a hand to her forehead, overcome with emotion.
